Can the electronic magician use the keyboard to eliminate the electronic magic spirit?

"Clap clap-"

It's applause, smiling faces, and good news from the hearts of the non-artists.

At the same time, it is death, it is the corpse, it is the faith shaken by the shock.

Gojo Satoru, who was surrounded by the followers of the Panxing Cult, hugged Riko Tennai's body without feeling anything. He calmly looked at his best friend who was late, and asked nonchalantly if he wanted to kill them all.

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, looking at Tian Nei Lizi's body, his purple eyes were like stagnant water without waves.

He said, forget it, it doesn't make sense.

"—No point, what a ghost!?"

Guan Yueyin, who came belatedly, kicked open the iron door at the door. The door panel seemed to be stuck in the wall by a piece of flattened bread, and there was a loud "bang", echoing in the strange atmosphere of the space. Attracted everyone's attention.

What is more noticeable than the sound is his own existence.

The quicksand-like blond hair added a touch of color to the lifeless world, and easily focused the eyes on him.

He quickly looked around, and quickly locked on to the target. His crimson eyes stared straight at the friends standing in the middle, like a flame burning everything.

Guan Yueyin couldn't help being a little thankful, but luckily she followed up.

He had previously thought that the Panxing Cult was a group of believers with abnormal brains, and it was true. As soon as he entered, his scalp felt numb, and a group of people actually smiled and applauded at the corpse of a little girl.

This is even scarier than the curse spirit! ?

Not only that, but he happened to run into the conversation between Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, which made him even more unbelievable.

Are these two idiots taken away?Why don't you give me a beating?Is it that simple?

That's too embarrassing!

"Wu Tiao Wu!" Like a murderous homeroom teacher, Guan Yueyin first named one of them, "If you want to kill, kill it! You're so annoying! You need to ask for other people's opinions! Are you Ma Baonan!?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

who is motherJay?

"And you, Xia Youjie!"

Guanyueyin turned around, and the scarlet tassel earrings arced in the air with his movements, and he spoke confidently like a robber: "What is meaningless? Are you nihilistic? I'm so happy." It just makes sense!"

"..." Xia Youjie tried to convince Guan Yueyin, who had no idea what was going on, "These believers are ordinary people who don't know anything. The main culprit has already run away."

"Ordinary people are not gold medals for avoiding death. Why can they laugh and applaud other people's corpses? Mental patients are required to pass relevant judicial appraisals for breaking the law to reduce their sentences. What do they have? Do you have a membership card of the Panxing Sect?" Guan Yueyin Running the train with his mouth full, "People who are too wicked will be punished. Today I am their retribution! Even if they don't kill them all, it's okay to beat them up, right?"

"You also know that Panxing Cult is..."

Guan Yueyin interrupted: "I don't know!"

"...Then you now know that the Panxing Sect is a problematic group and will be disbanded sooner or later."

"So?" Guan Yueyin said that she didn't understand. "Is there any conflict between the disbandment of the Panxing Cult and my wanting to punch them one by one? Those who have been beaten by me will never leave the Panxing Cult?"

Xia Youjie emphasized again: "It doesn't make sense."

"I've said it all, it's meaningful when I'm having fun, and it's as if everything you do has a meaning. Does it make sense for you to tie your hair? Does it make sense for you to have a bang? You change your school uniform to Do bloomers make sense? At this time, I started to think about "meaning", which is inexplicable! "

"No, the shape doesn't matter, but for the magician, the decision at this time is very important."

"The conjurer is more important, or yourself is more important? If even your own mood and wishes have to be hidden behind the "meaning", then choosing to be a conjurer is the most meaningless thing! ? "

"Conjurers exist to protect non-magicians, that's the meaning."

"What's the mess?" Guan Yueyin was so angry with his stubborn classmates that his head hurt. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he rolled up his sleeves and gave up reasoning, "I don't care, I have to beat someone today! You won't let me Hit them, then I will hit you!"

Xia Youjie rubbed his temples with a headache: "Yin, be normal."

"It's obviously the two of you who are abnormal, and this group of believers with brain problems! I'm the most normal person here!"

Guan Yueyin didn't think there was anything wrong with herself who threatened to beat Xia Youjie up.

"Even if we kill them all, the result will not change." Xia Youjie looked away and looked at the corpse covered by the white cloth, "Riko Tennei is dead."

"Of course I know this kind of thing!" Guan Yueyin rubbed her hair frantically, "Ah, I really can't stand the two of you! You are usually lawless, and you still encourage me to call Mr. Ye Moth into the Mediterranean Sea. How come now? One or two are so much nonsense?"

Talking has never been his field of expertise, he suddenly didn't know how to express his thoughts, and the lack of words made him feel depressed.

Just when Guan Yueyin was racking her brains to think about how to persuade Xia Youjie, who was so stubborn, a vague figure flew out of the corner of her eye like a cannonball.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang behind him.

Guan Yueyin froze for a moment, then turned her head and looked back.

The one who flew out was the middle-aged man standing at the front among the group of believers. He slammed into the wall, and the force he deliberately controlled prevented him from getting embedded, but fell down and fell to the ground.

It turned out that Wujo Wu, who didn't participate in the middle-door confrontation, made the shot.

"..."

"..."

Guan Yueyin was dumbfounded, and Xia Youjie was also dumbfounded.

The believers who were still applauding last second put away their smiling faces, and froze in place as if the pause button had been pressed.

It wasn't until there was a scream from the crowd that they came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream, and rushed to escape in the direction of the door, with no hint of a smile on their terrified expressions.

Some people pushed and shoved, some ran too fast and fell down, some knocked down others, they had forgotten their identities, and only cared about crowding out the obtrusive believers, as if the number of people who escaped was limited, and it would be too late. Snatched away from the chance of survival.

The scene was chaotic.

"I also think there is too much nonsense." Gojo Gojo held Riko's body in one hand. He put away the fist he swung casually, and looked at the believers who scattered in a cold expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him, " It doesn't matter, let Yin beat him up if he wants to, as long as he likes it."

Guan Yueyin recovered from the shock, and opened his eyes slightly. Although he tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that could not help but curl up, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

That's right, that's right!

This is the Wujo Wu he knew!

Guan Yueyin coughed dryly, and corrected solemnly: "The point is not to make me happy, but that as the only normal person, I need to shoulder the heavy responsibility of caring about the mental health of young people."

He is too lazy to think about those big principles. He just wants to do things according to his heart and intuition. As for whether it is good or bad, whether it is important or meaningful, he doesn't care about such things at all.

His idea is very simple -

When encountering annoying strange people and strange things, you must know how to vent, otherwise you will be suffocated.

Seeing that someone was about to run to the door whose door was flattened by him, Guanyueyin pulled out the external display screen from the computer bag behind him in the posture of drawing a sword, and rushed over like an arrow off the string, directly aiming at the person's The back of the head performed a beautiful home run.

Purely physical attack, no spells activated.

"Run what?"

Guanyueyin propped the screen on the floor, and her red eyes swept across the faces of the believers one by one, like a guard blocking the Rashomon Gate, preventing anyone from escaping from hell to the world .

He showed a standard villain smile: "Why don't you entertain my distinguished guest?"

Next, Guan Yueyin's hands and mouth did not stop.

"Applause at the corpse of a little girl, do you have the quality?"

He swung.

"You can still laugh! Why don't you go to the Nine Springs and have a good laugh?"

He smashed it.

"It's ashamed to say that people are unclean impurities, so what are you? Are you the blackheads of Lord Tianyuan?"

He shoots.

"..."

Xia Youjie couldn't bear to look directly at him and covered his face with one hand.

What's even more unbelievable is that he looked at Guan Yueyin scolding and beating, and he felt a little happy.

A few minutes later, the last believer was sent flying by the display screen, and he landed on top of the hill of believers without any mistakes, just like putting the topmost star decoration on the Christmas tree.

Guanyueyin carried the display screen on her shoulder, walked to the disciples refreshedly, waved the display screen like a fruit ninja, shut the disciples into the computer one by one, and finally inserted the name It is the folder of "Panxingjiao".

That's it.

Holding the notebook, Guan Yueyin walked up to Xia Youjie with a very serious expression: "Jie, I've decided how to refute you."

Xia Youjie didn't expect this to happen.

He looked at the blond boy who seemed to be in the student council president mode, and subconsciously turned his eyes to Gojo Satoru for help. Unexpectedly, he took a long leg and stood beside Guan Yueyin, decisively abandoning him in danger.

Gojo Satoru: Nothing to do with me.jpg

"Isn't this the same as exorcising curse spirits? The dead can't be brought back to life, but leaving them alone will cause a greater tragedy. Because Tiannai Lizi is dead, so we have to let these idiots go? Those deformed Don't thoughts go on to hurt other people too?"

Xia Youjie was noncommittal: "Is this useful?"

“当然有。”观月音不假思索道，“虽然我没有把畸形的想法统统电子化再一键删除的本事，但我能物理意义地将恐惧揍入他们的DNA，至少下次他们想做类似You will choose to give up the things you do, which is called Pavlovian conditioning."

"……What it is?"

Guan Yueyin turned pale with shock: "You are not illiterate, are you?"

Xia Youjie's eyelids twitched: "I want to beat you up."

"Congratulations, you have regained the instinct of a normal person!"

Xia Youjie couldn't help flicking his opponent's forehead.

Guanyueyin not only did not scream exaggeratedly in pain as usual, but smiled easily, her red eyes sparkling.

He stopped joking: "What I want to say is, if you want to find a meaning that can convince yourself like a philosopher, listen, I have already found it for you."

The blond boy stared straight at the other person's face, his eyes were like a crystal clear stream, revealing all his thoughts.

"It makes sense, Jay."

"..."

Xia Youjie sighed softly, he felt as if he had sunbathed in a state of physical and mental exhaustion, his exhausted spirit was relieved, and his empty heart was wrapped in warmth.

He heard his own voice of compromise: "I really lost to you."

Realizing her own success, Guan Yueyin handed the computer forward, facing Xia Youjie with the screen: "If I ask you at this time, do you want to delete them all, and you take out the sentence just now, then I don't think there is any problem, I can listen to you."

He blinked: "So, do you want to delete it?"

This time, Guan Yueyin is willing to believe in Xia Youjie's choice.